Several months after her daughter is raped and killed, while driving past three large dilapidated billboards on her way home, she decides to rent that space to bring under attention the fact that the local police department, in her eyes, isn't doing what it can to catch the attacker. Unwillingly she triggers a chain of events that will shake the foundations of Ebbing, Missouri.

University friends want to go on a trip away, without wives and kids, to celibrate their manliness. After an early accident, destined to cause conflict within the small group, we meet them 6 months later in the beautifully photographed rough countryside in Sweden. Maps are seen at, compasses are ticked, and shortcuts are taken, and as always some decisions were better not taken.

Lots of male tattood muscular torsos in this visceral boxing prison drama where a white convict in a Thai prison sees a way out through his kickboxing capabilities. It's gripping, you feel like you're in the middle of the prisoner group, but sometimes it's filmed way too close. Joe Cole is impressing in a physically demanding role and makes the story easy to follow, but in general the proceedings are too monotonous to be fully captivating.

Talk about movies you will not forget having seen them a decade ago, well, this is a perfect example. A truly mesmerizing experience, which gets more and more uncomfortable as it progresses. Forget the slashers with axes, true horror, that's surgeons with scalpels.

It's very rare that you hear a song for the first time that immediately drags you in, music- and lyricswise. But here, this is the case with the opening song. A guy playing the guitar. Heavenly voice. Smoke is blown, drinks are drunk. Eyes and ears glued to the screen. And so it continues.